I while back I ended up in hospital with an inflamed pancreas. I could not eat or drink for like 9 days. Stood up outa bed one morning and face planted,to weak to get up on my own. Roomate called an ambulance. A week in hospital,lost 50 pounds.IV fluids and vitamins kept me alive. Upon release I was told to never consume alcohol again.Got my 50 pounds of body weight back with weights,protien shakes while on the recomended zero percent fat diet.
Things whent well for about 8 months. Then,fell off the wagon. Hit the bottle hard again. Lasted about 4 months before being hospitalized again.
Now my pancreas is severely fugged up. Told I am lucky to be alive. Ooops. Now back on the wagon,but the damage is done. The pancreas is an organ that does not regenerate or magically get better. No cure,no surgery,no meds is what the experts told me. I am looking at a lifetime no fat diet and of course no boose.I may not survive the next time.
So,this is a friendly warning to my friends out there in Hayabusa Land. If you drink,please do so in moderation.If you can quit,or never start please do so.I drank a 60 ounce bottle of whiskey every 2-2 1/2 days,plus drugs. My life is hereby fugged. Too many HUGE bad choices. I have officially hit rock bottom...by my own hand. Gone is everything,house,6 cars n trucks,many motorcycles,job,family,friends. They couldn't stand by and just watch me kill myself...I dont blame them.
I know live in a shitty 1 bedroom apt with a friend/roomate who has her own issues.Alcoholic,pills(T3'sT4's with codein,crack cocain. Not the best enviorment for me,but I stay because its all I can afford and I will stand by her side as she attempts to clean up her act. I have taken out the trash...(her circle of so-called friends).
So my friends,this has been a puplic service message from your friend, RubberSideReallyDown.
Still have my Turbo Busa and an old 2005 Acura RSX. Over a million dollars spent/lost on good times(travel,bikes,cars,houses,apt's,women,drugs,boose,stuff,etc)since 2010. ALL GONE.
So folks,be good to your pancreas...dont drink,dont end up like Da Rubb.
Rubb.
Things whent well for about 8 months. Then,fell off the wagon. Hit the bottle hard again. Lasted about 4 months before being hospitalized again.
Now my pancreas is severely fugged up. Told I am lucky to be alive. Ooops. Now back on the wagon,but the damage is done. The pancreas is an organ that does not regenerate or magically get better. No cure,no surgery,no meds is what the experts told me. I am looking at a lifetime no fat diet and of course no boose.I may not survive the next time.
So,this is a friendly warning to my friends out there in Hayabusa Land. If you drink,please do so in moderation.If you can quit,or never start please do so.I drank a 60 ounce bottle of whiskey every 2-2 1/2 days,plus drugs. My life is hereby fugged. Too many HUGE bad choices. I have officially hit rock bottom...by my own hand. Gone is everything,house,6 cars n trucks,many motorcycles,job,family,friends. They couldn't stand by and just watch me kill myself...I dont blame them.
I know live in a shitty 1 bedroom apt with a friend/roomate who has her own issues.Alcoholic,pills(T3'sT4's with codein,crack cocain. Not the best enviorment for me,but I stay because its all I can afford and I will stand by her side as she attempts to clean up her act. I have taken out the trash...(her circle of so-called friends).
So my friends,this has been a puplic service message from your friend, RubberSideReallyDown.
Still have my Turbo Busa and an old 2005 Acura RSX. Over a million dollars spent/lost on good times(travel,bikes,cars,houses,apt's,women,drugs,boose,stuff,etc)since 2010. ALL GONE.
So folks,be good to your pancreas...dont drink,dont end up like Da Rubb.
Rubb.